Send 'im a fresh herring by Ye Royal Maile, Speschiul Delivierrie. By the time it gets there it'll be green mush.

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Roy Hunter wrote:Send 'im a fresh herring by Ye Royal Maile, Speschiul Delivierrie. By the time it gets there it'll be green mush.

Arrgh yer blaggard...ye be givin im ideas!

Oiv already ad that trick played on me by thee croo...me cabin started smellin right royal fishy an at first I thought it be normal loik. But as thee days went on thee smell became hunbareabubble and, trustin me highly tuned nose I followed thee smell to me soap and smellies drawer, which was a bit stuck due to lack of use, but when I finally pulled it open... thee drawer was full of dead crabs!!!!*

*Actually happened to myself and a colleague when we shared an office...some bastard stuffed (well hidden) an opened pack of salmon down the side of my colleagues desk...after a few days the stink was over powering! To this day we have no idea who did it or why (we suspected the cleaners as our office was always a mess).

The smoke wafted gently in the breeze across the poop deck and all seemed right in the world.

Grand Deducer Watson of Sherlock. NoName, no pack drill. Astral zone changed five times a day (flexible). Great at manifesting parking spaces by thought control. Hatred of terminology of survivors and commitment to win-win reality.

Arrrrgh...I be hupset about them pointin thee finger at Cap'n Rolf Harris (a fine beard as hever a was worn)...although now we knows wot he was goin on about when he menshunned his Digereedoo an his hextra leg.

The smoke wafted gently in the breeze across the poop deck and all seemed right in the world.